Paw Patrol Characters Novels & Stories

--- Rage followed Rex on his first patrol into the North. The grey wolf was too old to run much anymore. But its grandson, the small grey wolf Sylvan had brought back from the forest, was already grown. Rage had named him Firepaw—for the patch of dark red fur on his right front paw. He walked behind Rex with Firepaw at his side, across the ice plains for a whole day. When he returned, his boots were covered in frozen soil and ice chips. He ran to Luna and held up the small handful of thistle root tendrils clutched in his fist for her to see.

I don’t really understand what it is because almost half of his explanation was in the form of sound effects but it doesn’t really matter because he seems satisfied with me just flying around making the occasional airplane noise. A few minutes later Maddy and Charlie come in to the room and says, “Ah, I see you’ve been introduced to Paw Patrol. Careful, he’ll suck you into that for hours.” “Oh good, can’t wait.” “She’s being Skye!” Seth says excitedly. “He must like you. Skye is his favourite,” she says with a wink. “Oh wow, I’m honoured,” I say with a grin. At that moment, the front door opens and a woman, who I assume is Maddy’s mom walks in saying, “Who’s car is in front of our house?”

Fraternal deer shifters who have a dragon father and a knack for being dangerous, regardless of their lack of abilities. A small wolf I don't recognize is being guided off the dance floor, blushing something terrible even under her mask. She's gorgeous beyond words, and if this had been a social call, I may have even approached her. Pierce appears at her side, guiding her away and toward one of the staff, and a new feeling in my chest has me wanting to demand how he knows her when it dawns on me… the fiance. Devlin Wilde. My rumor of her beauty pales in comparison to what I see. All recon was pointless with the Alpha's son keeping her locked away. The only known facts were that the Stones to

“You are tired, and we are done for today.” She frowned, and I kissed her forehead. “Remember our deal.” “Fine,” she sighed and let go of me. “But we are continuing tomorrow.” I nodded and smiled at her. “Definitely.” “Gabriel,” I heard someone calling me. I turned around and saw Patricia waving me over. I took Aria’s hand in mine, and we walked back to Patricia. Nick was in his wolf form, practicing next to Annie. Annie’s wolf was amazing. I can’t believe I haven’t seen her wolf before. Her name is Amy, and her fur is light brown. She was so much smaller than Nate, but she was a great fighter. I wouldn’t want to go against her.

Her nose wrinkled at the scent, but it was more of a forest scent than anything else. "A patrol is coming," Wildheart murmured. "Be on your guard." Sprucepaw watched carefully as three cats stepped forward. Sure enough Wildheart was right about the patrol. A ginger-brown tom with tabby markings was the first to glare at Wildheart. Beside him was an older looking apprentice-aged cat. Her tortoiseshell fur was bristling with annoyance when she spotted Sprucepaw. Third to come forward was a dark gray, almost black tom with pale yellow eyes.

Hermes chuckled and nodded. "Do you have names, or do I just call you guards?" he asked, squatting down in front of them. He didn't care about anyone else at that moment. The pups weren't like anyone else he had ever met, and it was refreshing. "I'm Polly, and my sister is Trisha. That's our dad, Alpha Gunnar, and our mom, Luna Bianca. The big man there and the pretty woman are the head warriors, Omar and Alani." Polly finished the introductions, and Hermes smiled at her.

And I just sat there, silent, watching them. Torn between the past and the future. Between what I wanted. And what they deserved. They finished their plates soon after, syrup sticking to their hands and cheeks. Jake licked his fingers and giggled. "Mama! Can we go watch Paw Patrol now? Please please pleaaaase?" Kate asked, hopping out of her chair. Blake jumped up, nearly knocking his juice over. "Yeah! It’s the new one! The pirate one!" Jake slid off his seat with his blanket dragging behind. "I like the dog with the hat."

Dahlia spoke up as the wolf approached my father. “That’s an oddly powerful yet strange looking wolf,” Troy commented. “Who’s Arthur?” Angelo asked. “The wolf,” Kieran replied. “Who does the wolf belong to?” Boris followed up. “Paxton,” I replied. I already knew about his destiny. “PAXTON?” the guys asked in disbelief. He was pretty large for a ten year old. He was almost as large as Skye. “Yes, Paxton Keller! Now can we please get on with this?” Dahlia said impatiently. She’s a great guardian.

The blood splattered on the ground, but it also could not lessen their anger and desire to kill people. “all of you, turn back, let’s chase her” The biggest guy spoke aloud in a hoarse voice. Each of his dragon tattoos on his neck and the back of his neck became wrinkled because of his anger. They continued to return to that place. Suddenly, a large animal blocked the way. It extended its sharp claws toward the group of people. One by one, they were torn apart in the middle of the forest, even the biggest guy. The animal looks like a big wolf. The animal smelled and it chased in the direction in which Lily was running.

I pull my hand back to search, but the wolf starts back up again. "Give me a moment, alright?" I shoo him off and he plops down with his head down. "Angus, Apollo, Archie, Ash, Axel, Baxter, Bingo, Bruce, Bruno, Champ, Charlie, Chester, Chip, Coco, Dexter, Duke, Eddie, Felix, Frankie, Freddy, George, Griffin, Hunter, Kane, King, Lenny, Logan, Marty, Max, Milo, Nelson, Noah, Ollie, Oscar, Ozzy, Peanut, Pepper, Prince, Rambo, Rocco, Romeo, Sam, Scooby, Scout, Simba, Snoopy, Spencer, Spike, Spot, Tucker, Walter, Woody," I skip over the names as quickly as I can. I know for a fact I won't use common names, whether the wolf likes it or not.